Grandma Rose's rugelach on The Shiksa in the Kitchen

My mom was visiting at the time and the three of us sat around the dining room table for hours, talking about family, cooking, and "the olden days," as my kids refer to them.

I think you'll like the way Tori captured the essence of this family recipe. My grandmother's rugelach don't look or taste like any other rugelach I've seen. But to me, they're traditional. They're my tradition.

And she kindly left out the part about my great-grandmother possibly running a brothel in western Russia at the turn of the 20th century.